Thursday, January 11, 2007

Death Is Putting Away The Lamp


(Editor’s Note: EULOGY DELIVERED BY ATTY. RONQUILLO C. TOLENTINO, VICE GOVERNOR, PROVINCE OF AKLAN, IN HONOR OF THE LATE REGIONAL TRIAL COURT JUDGE PEDRO MIRASOL ICAMINA, KALIBO CATHEDRAL, KALIBO, AKLAN, DECEMBER 23, 2006, 1:00 PM.)

Rabindranath Tagore once said that death is not extinguishing the light. It is putting away the lamp because the dawn has come.
Daniel Webster, the great American orator and statesman said: "One may live as a conqueror, a king or a magistrate but he must die a man. The bed of death brings every human being to his pure individuality to the intense contemplation of that deepest and most solemn of all relations - - the relation between the creature and his Creator".
Life is rather a state of embryo, a preparation for life; a man is not completely born till he has passed through death. There is truth to what Manilus, a Roman philosopher and statesman, said that the moment a man is born into this world, he begins to die. For the end is link to the beginning. The cry of the babe at the crib leads to an inevitable path - - the grave. Such is the metamorphosis of life - - from womb to tomb, from birth to death.
Death is a superlatively grand and consoling idea. Without death, the delightful morning star which symbolizes that the luminary of eternity is going to rise would only darken into midnight melancholy. Without death, the expectation of living here would be indeed a prospect of overwhelming despair. And so, thanks to the fatal decree that dooms us to die; thanks to the gospel which opens the visions of an endless life; and thanks above all to that Saviour Friend who has promised to conduct the faithful through sacred trance of death into scenes of Paradise and everlasting delight.
Sir Knight, Judge Pedro Mirasol Icamia is dead. He has left this world to the Great Beyond to join his Creator in a territory where death is not sovereign and God holds dominion over all. Death is the golden key that opens the place of eternity. And Judge Pedro Mirasol Icamina now rests in the loving bosom of his Creator - - from dust to dust, ashes to ashes in sure and certain hope of the Resurrection.
Death is the crown of life. Where death denied the poor man would live in vain; to live would not be life; even fools would wish to die.
The darkness of death is like the evening twilight; it makes all objects appear more lovely to the dying. Death is the liberator of him whom freedom cannot release; the physician of him whom medicine cannot cure; the comforter of him whom time cannot console.
Judge Pedro Mirasol Icamina – who in his life time had been Former Regional Trial court Judge, Kalibo, Aklan, Past President, Regional Trial Court Judges Association for Western Visayas, Past President, Integrated Bar of the Philippines, Aklan Chapter, Faithful Navigator Emeritus, Sto. Niño Assembly No. 1954, Past District Deputy and Star DD Awardee, 1982, Past Grand Knight, Kalibo Council 4491, Member, Sto. Niño Assembly Honor Guard, Former Dean, College of Law, Aklan Catholic College and Secretary, Aklan Catholic College Board of Trustees - - is no longer with us. He has gone to the merry meadows of God where death has no sting and where death has no victory.
To the bereaved family of the late Pedro Mirasol Icamina, I extend the condolence of the provincial legislative body; his children, Bing, Ching and Pearl, grandchildren, brother and sister, brother and sister in law and relatives, I know in your hearts are these words of great poet:

"And so it comforts me, yea, not in vain,
To think of thine eternity of sleep:
To know thine eyes are tearless though
mine weep
And when this cup’s last bitterness I drain
One though shall still its primal sweetness keep
Thou hadst the peace, and I, the undying pain."
And these prayer for Judge Pedro Mirasol Icamina; thus:
"Now the laborer’s task is o’er
Now the battle day
is past;
Now upon the father shore
Lands the voyager
at last,
Father, in thy gracious keeping
Leave we now thy servant sleeping." /MP

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